Posts by Bovril

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    In A World Where Perfection Doesn't Take Practice....
    [img width=510 height=340]http://www.fashionisers.com/wp…ccording_to_eye_shape.jpg[/img]
    Where Your Worth Is Based On Your Looks...

    Where Bubbliness Is Only A Knife Away...

    Do You Fight? Or Do You Join The Party?





    The City:
    The Rusty Ruins
    Hideout for Ugly trouble-makers, and occasional field trip location. It is the ruins of Seattle, from when the virus came. Rusty shells of buildings are all squished together, and rusty shells of cars are everywhere on the streets. A bit past the city, an old roller coaster still stands.


    The Suburbs
    Where Middle to Late Pretties and Littlies (0-12 year olds) stay. In between the Factory Belt and the Greenbelt.


    The Greenbelt
    Where the Uglies often practice their hoverboarding, and act on their impulses. There is a perfect slalom course of trees there for the adventurous hoverboarder.


    Uglyville
    Where all Uglies 12-15 stay. They live in dorm rooms, with windows the perfect size for sneaking out. If they earn enough merits through grades and volunteering, they can order something from their wall. They have a giant TV on the wall, where they are encouraged to fantasize about what they will look like when they are Pretty. Pretties never visit their younger Ugly friends.


    The River
    A river separates Uglyville and New Pretty Town. It is hard to cross unauthorized but not impossible.


    New Pretty Town
    Where the New Pretties live. Full of parties, bubbliness, beauty, and a couple of mischievous Uglies.





    The Smoke:
    Many, many miles away from the city, about a week's journey. All the runaway Uglies live there, some have even lived there their entire lives. Old Uglies, young Uglies, they all work together to keep the small band functioning. They are wanted by most every city for taking away Uglies and resisting the order.




    Looks good, thank you everyone for joining!


    @ я α у н ι и σ и and wholock . IS VERY INACTIVE.: Accepted, looks good! I'll be awaiting your male characters.


    @:blue:: You are missing something, but once you add it, accepted. Looks good, can't wait to see your male.


    I'll add everyone soon, I have to finish some homework.

    Yay! I'm glad this has gone well!


    @•Dustbunny101• (School): Accepted, just remember to make another guy later. :)
    @:blue:: Accepted, I love the ugly picture. :D


    I'll make the roleplay threads soon, but I'll be pretty busy this week. Tuesday at the earliest. :)
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    @•Dustbunny101• (School): Quick Question: What's a 'perfect'?
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    Everyone's up on the first post, I think. Double check to make sure.



    Maura Allaway - Garia
    Maura trotted along, armor clinking lightly. People were rushing about, trying to prepare for the oncoming attack from Berland. If there was one. Maybe the lady was just crazy.
    At least it wasn't as crowded as the ballroom. She followed a guard from Garia to the castle walls. A blob in the distance was advancing. "That'd be Berland.' She grumbled under her breath. She didn't know where the other knights were, but she assumed they weren't too drunk to fight. She glanced about for them, nervously fingering her sword.



    King Harold Berland - Garia
    "How long has it been?" Harold asked a general.
    "I don't know sire, since when?" The man replied.
    "Oh, nevermind, I think it's been three minutes." Harold grumbled. "You may attack." He commanded with a wave of his hand.


    [img width=510 height=355]http://www.sallywattsphoto.com…1/02/spring13-840x586.jpg[/img]
    Princess Penelope Garia - Garia
    Penny was led down to the other royals, frown on her rosy baby lips. One of her nannies was holding her hand. The woman was quaking, but the little girl was not. She looked around for her brother, or Aylee. Everyone else was new and scary and tall. She just frowned at them.


    OOC: Thank you! I am swamped, and I thought this had died. Well, it's going to be a zombie now. :D

    Super Hero Name:
    Comet
    Secret Identity:
    Rosanna Grayson
    Regular Job:
    She works as a waitress
    Powers:
    She can control fire, and create it. She can also raise her body temperature to burning point. She also isn't affected by heat, but is very affected by cold. She can't control her power very well.
    Costume:


    Secret Identity Looks:
    [img width=510 height=425]http://slodive.com/wp-content/…ght-blonde-curly-hair.jpg[/img]
    Gender:
    Female
    Persona:
    She is a bit wild, and rebellious, always looking for adventure. She loves to cook, laugh, and help out her friends. She doesn't take things seriously, and doesn't think ahead too far. She is very creative and expressive, a bit of a show-off. She is protective of her friends, but will take insults without blinking an eye. She has a lot of bravado, but sometimes doubts herself. She rarely asks for help, and her curiosity is a blessing and a curse. She is very brave and adventurous, and would willingly die for her friends. She loves to laugh and pull a prank, but is reserved around strangers. She doesn't trust easily, and is the type where you have to earn your rank in her eyes.
    Relationships(Friends? Family? Pets?):
    Ha, friends. She has her family that she lives with, but she is usually out of the house. They tried to keep her hidden from the world so she wouldn't get hurt by her powers. No pets.
    Age:
    18
    Other:
    Hello! We are (not) better than the Avengers!








    SuperHero Name: Can he be the Behind-the-Scenes Tech Dude?
    Secret Identity: Shawn Hull
    Regular Job: Tech Dude
    Powers: Hacking and other computer related fun stuff.
    Costume: His 'Techromancer' outfit


    Secret Identity Looks:

    Gender:
    Male
    Persona:
    He is very mischievous, but sweet. He can talk his way out of most things, but usually doesn't get caught. He loves his friends and loves to have fun. He isn't very responsible, and a bit childish. But when called upon, he can forget his childish ways and be serious. He is very open and friendly, and would do anything for his friends. He is very creative, and talkative. He's a bit selfish, and has untapped bravery and self-sonfidence. He is arrogant at times, but loyal to his friends. He is calm and will keep a level head about most things. But you don't always know what will make him snap.
    Relationships(Friends? Family? Pets?):
    He has some friends. A few scattered family. More cats than he should.
    Age:
    19
    Other:

    [align=center]Other threads:




    In A World Where Perfection Doesn't Take Practice....
    [img width=510 height=340]http://www.fashionisers.com/wp…ccording_to_eye_shape.jpg[/img]
    Where Your Worth Is Based On Your Looks...

    Where Bubbliness Is Only A Knife Away...

    Do You Fight? Or Do You Join The Party?



    Relevant Places:



    UGLYVILLE


    Let The Roleplaying Begin!

    [align=center]Other threads:




    In A World Where Perfection Doesn't Take Practice....
    [img width=510 height=340]http://www.fashionisers.com/wp…ccording_to_eye_shape.jpg[/img]
    Where Your Worth Is Based On Your Looks...

    Where Bubbliness Is Only A Knife Away...

    Do You Fight? Or Do You Join The Party?



    Relevant Places:



    The Smoke


    Let The Roleplaying Begin!

    [align=center]Other threads:




    In A World Where Perfection Doesn't Take Practice....
    [img width=510 height=340]http://www.fashionisers.com/wp…ccording_to_eye_shape.jpg[/img]
    Where Your Worth Is Based On Your Looks...

    Where Bubbliness Is Only A Knife Away...

    Do You Fight? Or Do You Join The Party?



    Relevant Places:



    New Pretty Town


    Let The Roleplaying Begin!

    Penny Dutch - 17 - Pretty


    [justify]"Hello, gorgeous." Penny mumbled at herself in the mirror, trying on a new outfit. A hovertray next to her held a martini glass that seemed to have a leak. It just kept disapearing and she was tumbling into things more often. Woopsie. She tossed the clothes back in the recycler. They didn't go with her new tattoo. It moved, a little dolphin that swam around her upper right arm. She giggled at it. She couldn't wait to show everyone.
    She ordered a new set of clothes from the wall, and lost the rest of her martini while she waited. She threw on the outfit, but dropped the purse somewhere along the hallway as she teetered out of her room. She looked about for anyone, giggling all the while.

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    Teddy Dutch - 18 - Pretty


    [justify]Teddy woke up sprawled across the ground near a few other Pretties at the remains of last night's party. One of them winked at him, and he vaguely remembered dating her the day before. She looked better when there wasn't a beer can stuck to her cheek. He just nodded groggily, getting up. The party had been wild, and he could see a few of his buddies still sprawled about the floor. He looked around for a clock, but it just read "PARTY TIME!" He chuckled, that was a good one. He always chuckled at it whenever he passed by. But that didn't solve his problem. He pouted, his face looking like a toddler about to cry. But then his date came over and pecked his cheek. The beercan was gone, so he smiled.
    "That was fun." She said. "See ya sometime."
    Most relationships didn't last long in New Pretty Town. A day or two at best. Teddy didn't care. He grinned at a couple of his hung over buddies.[/justify]



    OOC: @Loki: The Sign Up Thread is up there.

    Rosie Grayson - 18


    [justify]"Hey, why so glum?" Rosie asked, coming over with a smile on her face. She didn't know any other place other than the Smoke, and the Rusty Ruins when she went to pick up escapees. She'd been into New Pretty Town a couple of times, for pranks and supplies. It was rather loud, she couldn't see the appeal. But maybe that was just her. She took a seat beside Olivia. Her handmade sweater was fraying at the edges, but it kept her warm. She wiped her hands on her jeans before turning to her friend expectantly. Her boots clunked as she brought them up to a criss-cross position. "Who do I need to punch?" She asked teasingly.[/justify]